The Lost Plains (Patreon)

The slow decay of time capsules exposed to the elements. A half-life escalated by vandalism, the baking sun, and the rain — often gentle, occasionally driving, sometimes charged with electricity. In perpetuity these factors eventually wear the materials down to the Earth. Treated and weathered wood, rusted iron, mortar, stone and brick, glass and cement. A combination constructed by design on a curved sphere, a speck in a theoretical multiverse, a shimmer of photons barely noticed on a 13.8 billion year timeline.

There were voices that spoke here once. Within these walls. Out on thriving fields, now lost plains. Words ingrained in the cosmic microwave, a blanket of white noise. If you close your eyes, tune out the distractions, tune into the eternal channel, you can hear them. An acknowledgment of existence. And if you call out back… you become a part of it. 

Most of my current work is done using a Canon EOS 7D Mark II with very little editing, if any. I'm constantly looking at different cameras, lenses and other equipment, however. If you have thoughts about the photographic artistic process I’d love to hear them.